Thank you, Sri. Harold
The thought nonexistent, a void to be recognized,
only after passing by
An awakening, without wondering, exactly, “where was I?”
An amazement, to realize, only after,
that nothing can exist, no matter that I try
Not out of a dream, no visual appearance,
even with, eyes-open-wide
I can not imagine, that which wasn’t there,
as if it the finite moments of time
Or the vastness of endless space, not available, and no need to find
Such is a the gift of GOD, peacefulness, and clarity
Where no decisions need be made, and no responsibility
If you choose not to believe, without empirical evidence, to see
Then try and realize, nothingness, a gift given, a place “just- to-be”
MAY THE BLESSINGS BE